We decide to park in the deserted car park opposite the adjacent (closed) campsite and settle down to eat and sleep.
It continues to rain for most of the night.
Kathleen jokes about it, but, you just know, this will not be forgotten. It is going to be added to the long list of my errors and brought up periodically! Good job I had the forethought to buy a card for her!
The weather improves, we have sunshine! And the temperature reaches a heady 11C, as we travel across the border into Spain, and, through the mountains.
As we climb away from the coast, the temperature drops, and soon, we encounter snow on the ground, although, the road is clear and dry.
Once through the mountains, the temperature climbs to a balmy 11C again, on to our next destination, Burgos (N42 20’ 24.5” W3 39’ 20.0”) an ACSI listed Campsite, with of course, all facilities, including a heated Toilet block!
Free motorway for approximately 300 miles.
This is not the Spain most English people know, ie the Costas, we are crossing an enormous plateau, which stretches off into the distance.
Mostly, it appears to be deserted farmland, with every so often a sizeable, and surprisingly industrial town.
The superb motorway is almost empty of traffic, a little disconcerting, given how remote the area appears to be, it also seems to be lacking any emergency telephone points, or cameras along the way. Breakdown here at your peril.
This, of course, is the "plain", of "the rain in Spain falls mainly on the plain", fame, and, so it does, today, as we get regular downpours along the way.
Although the sun is shining, it is very cold, only 6C.
A stop for lunch and fuel, and, we encounter the first Police Patrol we have seen since leaving Burgos.
Two Gaurdia Civil, standing by their patrol car, faces muffled in scarves, over doing it a little I think!
Eventually, we drop down from the high plateau we have been travelling across, and run alongside some snow capped mountains, called, Kathleen informs me, after studying the map, Sierra Berger.
By 15:00, we arrive at Caceres (N39 29'19" W6 24'46"), another ACSI listed site. This one of those sites where each pitch has it's own individual toilet, washbasin and shower room on the pitch.
The original route calls for an overnight here, before pressing on, into Portugal via Evora to the Algarve.
We are too feint hearted for that, we decide to stay here for a few days. The sun is shining and, the temperature gauge has crept up to 14C.
Tomorrow is Sunday, there are several churches in town, to satisfy Kathleen's church going tendancies, there is a bus stop outside of the campsite gates. A rest, lunch in town is the plan.